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upwardly mobile
the way of
the possum
a scratch
and crawl
cuddle up
day
wistful
scuttle
where
careless
of our consequence
poo trail
too, pissmark
sun
shunning
take my
picture please
a gesture
to gestation
curl,
scamper
knock down
the self help shelf
gnaw for a
moonlit sonata
as pictured
on the box
a
possum-in-arms
a
possum-at-ease
it’s every
possum
for its
pelt
stinky
then let
me call you
a whisper
away
possum is
climbing
held still
to listen
ants to
pick off
for
piggy-back joey
down with
the upsun, as I’ve said
is
bandicoot oblivious
possum is up
in the air
and
springs!
most prey
is leaf
yet
vicious with each other
crippled
with survival scars
up tumble
till
a
curvature called spine
in branch,
to twig, so balance
delicate
of air
face not
unlike
sensate so
claws of a
grapple
and scrap (fierce
fun)
so few and
far
a simple
fact
and in the
rain
what’s
that?
possum’s tweed
to it
in winter
in the fur surprising
know these
eyes and blink
an animal
grief for all before
could get
a wriggle on
ceiling,
fruit basket
tail for a
brush and some ring
a hiss and
a growl in the den
the way of
the possum is touch and go
a prowl
surviving
so far as to dream
the way of
the possum
is where
the bird went
another
dimension now
and the
moon grows with
as heaven
must up
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